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May 15, 2020

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Friday. To sleep earlier than usual to awaken then at five, take a leak and return to bed, awakening again at just after six to listen to Democracy Now! until seven when it was time to get it together and set out walking to breakfast on a sunny, going to be seventy degrees later today morning.

Passed by some scooters parked at the curb and on the sidewalk and so a picture looking back, another farther on and then a photograph of the now cleared and clean sidewalk and gutter approaching the theater. So far, so good.

Entered the blocked off dining area again, turned on the lights and settled in with the papers, ordering the Eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee. Haven't ordered the Eggs Benedict in quite a while, realizing I'd simply forgotten they were on the menu.

Finished up well after nine to walk home and take the usual unending series of flower pictures to include the California poppies growing below the Lakeview school (still need to back further off on the exposure). Two more photographs, just because, as well as a car with an open window and whatever this is inside. The window wasn't broken and there was no damage I could see, so I suspect there was no vandalism involved. Yet.

The Gruv scooters by the lake, another of the still untouched Revel and Lime scooters photographed earlier this morning and the selfie in the lobby, to enter the apartment feeling quite worn out and tired. Just the walk? Wore me out? Because I haven't been walking or getting out recently? Wouldn't be surprised.

Did the usual finish yesterday's entry routine, posting it and then processed the pictures here, but bailing before I'd finished the fourth paragraph above just after noon, returning and finishing writing this just before evening.

Later. Earlier thoughts to starting a methodic cleaning and rearranging of the apartment one small area and day at a time dissolved into a nap, time on the tablet and half listening to the various news programs to make it through the afternoon. Sunny all day with a high of seventy degrees, but staying inside without a thought to do anything other than to check to see if there'd been any mail. Didn't bump into any novel viruses that I'm aware of, so we managed to accomplish some good there. We'll skip any mention of doing useful things around here in the future until I've actually gotten some done.

Good luck with that.

Evening. Received a letter just now from the Treasury saying I was going to soon receive the promised $1,200.00 check that was signed by the president, the check I'd received and deposited eleven days ago, but nice of Mr. Trump to let me know. They say the check itself was delayed in order to get Trump's name printed on it, I wonder if something similar had to do with how late this letter arrived?

An Inspector Morse at eight that I indeed watched straight through. The portrayal is still the same, but in this episode, in addition to the drinking and the crabby behavior, there were a number of obviously bad decisions that he made that came through. Have I not noticed these before or did they appear toward the end of the series?

Could your being cooped up coupled with edging on going stir crazy be making you more observant?

We're not anywhere near going stir crazy. If we were we wouldn't be observing anything with coherence or, for that matter, babbling on here.

The photo up top was taken at the 2015 San Francisco How Weird Street Faire with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.


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